Strippers Lie??? Tigga Please!
Now I'm sure most of you are not suprised by these revelations. After all, this skank is dancing in, what in stripper terms could only be called "rural" north carolina, and doing so in a freelance capacity at that. But for those of you who know Party Boy you know that I have an inherent belief in the truthfulness of strippers. Whose more honest than strippers??? I mean, just ask H. cat. (She damn sure tore you up, she just forgot to mention 'jason'.)
The real question is will the impending exoneration of these young pole toters from Duke stop the rampant stripper discrimination that the NCAA is currently engaged in. As the unoficial winner of the 3L superlative most likely to start an agency for women of the night I must stand up and be heard! One need only look at the earlier post involving the Colorado Golf Team to see what sort of horrible events can occur when the immoral NCAA seeks to pass judgment on something as pure as the art of exotic dancing. I sincerely hope that our cries will not be ignored.
On a totally unrelated note, I find the below blog more disturbing than JBC's love for giving my leg a two hole massage, Helmet's dimented and perverted idea of intimacy without touching, and House Cat's love for Miguel Angel Jimenez all put together. So check it out and take heed, you may not be able to look away. Click here.
And now I must bid ye adieu' for I must invent a way to nail Charlie Shrackle's ass to a liability policy before tomorrow night.